Duck!

Dad and I are getting into the swing of having Thursdays together. Mum went to work, and we went for a big walk to the park with the pram.

On the way we saw a little pee wee bird hopping along a fence. I thought it was funny.

We decided to go to the Japanese Gardens. Dad hadn't been there for years, and remembered there were ducks living in the water there. Now there's flying foxes too. A really big family of them. They were very loud. And probably smelly. We didn't get close enough to give them a good sniff, but their section of the gardens did not look very inviting.

We found the ducks, and realised we should have brought some bread to throw to them. Next time...